Mom said rainy days always gave us extra reasons to be sad, especially continuously rainy days. She would comb it as if she was looking for some special happiness somewhere, just as I did when II ran around happily in the rain. Every person had his or her own way of finding happiness. In Dad’s case, it was the sight of the fields that made him happy. If he was unable to go to the fields for just one day, he’d start getting miserable and depressed.